Hide and Seek
Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers; I'm just prostituting it for my sick amusement.

Summary: Sixteen year old Erin was kidnapped. However, her two dense kidnappers are the least of her worries, when there's robots trying to take over the world. Great.

Warning: Violence and other oddities. Takes place during DotM, so there's going to be spoilers.

Curled up on the comfortable bed, she found herself unable to care about what the blond woman was doing. Images of the death and destruction burnt into her mind, she absently observed Carly digging through the closet, listening as she mumbled to herself about the clothing selection or maybe even Dylan's actions. It wasn't her place to question and she didn't care, she just lied there and watched. With no conversation, those images in her mind, Erin was left wondering if her father was even alive - if even her friends from school were as well.

Unnerved by those thoughts, the teenager began to tremble as realisation it her. She felt the tears burning at her eyes once more and then there was a shift next to her on the bed. Idly, she noted that the woman was no longer at the closet and turned her gaze to the side. The blond was now seated next to her, a long baby blue evening dress clasped in her right hand. Glancing to it and then back to Carly multiple times, Erin couldn't find a single thing she wanted to say and it seemed the older female noticed.

"Your name is Erin, right," she questioned whilst laying the gown down next to younger female. "I know you're scared because.. well, I am too."

Erin stared at her through blurred vision, trembling, "You are?"

"Yeah, who wouldn't be," she smiled and stood up slowly, making certain not to startle the already frightened child. "It's silly though, because we're going to be saved. My boyfriend is going to come for us, and he's going to bring his car - we'll be al lright."

"His car," the teen nearly snapped - losing her calm. "What the Hell is a car going to do to save us? Have you even looked outside? What-"

"Trust me," she replied while clamping a hand over her mouth, glancing over at the door for a moment. "Trust me and keep your voice down. If they hear us talking about something other than these obnoxious dresses, who knows what the bastard's clients will do."

There was something about the way she said clients that caused fear to strike the teen again. Still, she willed herself calm and leaned back, removing herself from the hand that covered her mouth. "What is going on," she asked, coming to the idea that this woman knew the answer. "What happened to the city? What was that... thing?"

"That thing is one of them and they are taking over the world, or at least, are going to try to," Carly answered without a second thought. When she noticed the questions swimming in the teenager's misty eyes, she gave a forced smile and clasped a hand on her shoulder. "They're Decepticons. Pretty much the giant alien robot bad guys, so this is pretty much what they do. You know, kill all humans and take over the world... or something."

"Are you mad," she countered, voice cracking and giving away her fear and confusion. "Giant alien robots? I'm sorry, Carly, but you sound like you're one card short of a full deck!"

"You saw one. You saw him and you know that it wasn't man-made," she replied. "You know that wasn't from this world. You damn well know it in your soul."

"How can you be so... calm when you know we're going to die," she whimpered. "We're so buggered."

"We're not," she answered as she shifted and grabbed the dress, tossing it to the girl. "My boyfriend and his car, even his friends, are the good robots and they're going to save us. I don't care what Dylan says, they're alive and they're going to come for us. We're going to get out here, I promise, Erin."

"How," she inquired in a meek tone.

"We play by Dylan's rules for now," she stated calmly and glanced towards the door, as if checking to make certain that no one was there. Once she had cleared the room, she gave a small smile: "I want you to get dressed, but keep your jeans on. The dress is long enough to hide them because we might be playing by Dylan's rules but we're going to be rebelling just a bit."

The teen grabbed her outfit, staring confused at the older female. "What do you mean?"

"Just do as I say," the blond commanded whilst moving to the night stand. She grabbed the teenager's glass of wine off of it, then shoved it at her gently. She watched as the younger took the offer carefully. "Don't forget to drink this, it will calm your nerves, all right?"

"Yeah," she whispered and eyed the wine. "I think this is very stupid but... I can do it."

"That's a good girl," Carly nodded and walked over to the door. "I'll be right outside. When you're done, or if anything goes wrong, yell for me."

Erin made a noise of agreement as she watched the blond exit the room, and she placed the glass on the night stand once more. She nabbed the dress from the bed with a fluid motion and quickly discarded her filthy top, replacing it with the long gown. The sounds that echoed outside of the building grew louder, she eyed the wine and wondered if it would really work. Turning to a mirror that was attached to the wall, she admired herself for the first time in a long while. She knelt down and tugged up the dress, then rolled up her pant legs in a better attempt at hiding them.

After finishing, she glanced up to see something moving on the other side of the curtains in the mirrors surface. She stared - too afraid to do much else - and observed the large shadow engulfing the light coloured fabric. Though the slight open area, she could see it - something large, something swaying. She shifted and glanced at the door, debating on whether or not to scream for Carly, or if it was too dangerous. With one last look at the mirror, her choices disappeared as an ear-piercing scream echoed at the sight of a large, glowing red orb. She spun around - still shrieking - and pressed her back against the mirror, staring in horror as the door opened.

"Erin," the blond's voice echoed whilst she grabbed the girl's arm. "What's wrong?"

"Monster," she shrieked as she pointed at the large optic that peered in on them. The woman grabbed her and engulfed her in an embrace, the teenager sobbed as her saviour was trying to lead her away: "Carly, Carly, Car-"

"It's okay," she cooed while dragging the girl from the room. "Everything is going to be okay. Don't be afraid, don't look at it."

Erin just cried as she attached herself to the blond, fingers grasping the white dress of the older female. There was no stopping the tears, she realised as she heard the door to the room close behind them, after their escape. Carly must have figured it out as well, since she was currently whispering reassuring words into her ear - that her boyfriend was coming, telling her that the good robots would take care of everything, and that they would make it out alive. In that moment, the teenager wondered, through her very fear, which the elder was trying to comfort; her or herself.

Author's Note: Thoughts? Considers? Constructive Criticism?

I honestly didn't think I would be updating this as much as I had. I actually love writing this and I'm not even sure why, it's really my first chapter-fic. I really do hope you guys are enjoying the read as much as I am the writing. The next chapter is going to have a bit of insanity, I can promise that.